Bang bang bang bang!

The continuous gunfire sounded again, and the horse face made Huerlie's two guns spray bullets out at the same time, wishing that Longamo would be used to make a sieve.

However, the sixth commander of the Crusader was also not weak.

Almost cares about the moment Erlie pulled the trigger, Longamoli suddenly jumped out to the left, and like a human-shaped pangolin holding a group of people, rolling out more than ten meters away with a whoosh.

The bullet followed Longamoli and fired a series of bullet holes on the ground, but in the end he was unable to injure him.

"Is it a big horse face? You must be the only one who can sneak behind me and shoot silently." After avoiding the danger, Longamoli quickly hid behind a tree.

"Idiot!" Huerlie cursed, and slaughtered again with a gun.

At this time, Huerlie was really determined to kill. While moving forward, he pulled the trigger and the bullets blasted scattered pieces of wood chips on the tree.

Click!

However, just as Hu Lie slaughtered a meter in front of the tree, Longamoli suddenly jumped out from behind the tree. At this time, a slender iron sword appeared in his hand, and the tip of the sword was straight out, and it pierced directly into the mouth of Hu Erlie's right muzzle.

With a crisp sound, the pistol cared that Erlie's hand disintegrated, and the metal parts collapsed toward the left.

At this same time, the gun on Huerlie's left hand emptied the bullet and made a crackling sound.

"Male face, you ugly monster. Today I will let you know the power of my sixth commander. The masters of the crusaders are the best Western knights, so I will use the knight's iron sword to kill you." After breaking Huerlie's gun with one sword, Longamoli yelled with a laugh.

However, at this time, Huerlie actually smiled. As the pistol broke, his right hand instantly leaned forward and grabbed the tip of the iron sword.

The Knight's Iron Sword is a cylindrical sword body. It will not cause damage when you grab it with your bare hands. It seems that Hu Erlie had made up this idea from the beginning and was waiting for his opponent to take the bait.

"you……"

"You want to play sword with me? You want to fight me close to you? You're even more dying."

Huerlie roared and took advantage of the fact that the other party had not yet landed on the ground, his right hand suddenly pulled back.

Whoosh!

The knight's iron sword was actually taken away by Huerlie's bare hands and thrown into the distance.

At the same time, Longamoli finally landed on the ground. He looked like a beast to attack, staring at Huerlie, "I am the sixth commander of the Crusader, a real Western knight. Without weapons, you can't do it."

"We, the boss of Hell, have a famous saying: When you can do it, try not to thrust!" Huerlie mocked him, spread his arms and rushed forward.

snort!

Longamoli snorted coldly and rushed forward. The two did not fight like fighting masters, but grabbed each other and fought with their shoulders together.

At this time, the two were competing for strength and close combat skills. Longamori was obviously the ultimate fighting master in the West. He bowed the bottom of the plate, and he was tilted forward in the upper half, holding up the power of Huerlie's forward pounce, and constantly moving his body quickly, trying to find a gap to bring Huerlie down.

hey-hey!

After a while of fighting, Huerlie suddenly laughed, "Idiot, you are so stupid. It seems that you don't know that I am a Mongolian. Do you dare to fight me, a Mongolian, and see if I don't throw you to death."

Bang!

While speaking, Huerlie grabbed his opponent's shoulders, suddenly pulled it back, and swept his right foot across the ground, and threw Longgamoli to the ground with a fierce figure. Longgamoli was not small, and a scary sound was made on the ground. Longgamoli himself was even more smashed and his eyes were slammed. Seven or eight small stars in front of him were spinning non-stop.

Bang, bang bang bang...

Immediately afterwards, Huerlie pounced on Longamoli's body, and his big fist fell on his face like raindrops.

"Ah, damn it, you're so cunning...ah!" Longamoli screamed in pain after being smashed.

But Huerlie's fist became stronger and stronger, and he said ruthlessly: "It's not that I'm cheating, it's that your grandson is stupid, let's die."

Click!

After the last sentence of cursing, Huerlie punched Longamoli's throat, causing his throat joint to shatter, his eyes instantly widened to the limit, and then slowly closed completely.

After killing the person, Huerlie took out a soul-catching order and placed it on the body of the sixth regiment chief Longgamoli, "Red-haired Japanese, you are the strongest soul that my horse face envoy has collected, I will continue."

After throwing this sentence, Huerlie turned around and left quickly.

At this time, the entire Fengwen Island was filled with smoke, and the gunshots were densely sounded like firecrackers were set off on New Year's Eve.

On the east side of Fengwen Island, ten Crusaders found a half-built building. At this moment, ten Underworld members appeared from all angles and launched a full firepower coverage attack on the ten Crusaders.

With just one round of shooting, ten lives will be harvested instantly.

But it was precisely because of this round of attack that other Crusaders attracted, and ten more people suddenly appeared and launched a killing attack on the underworld. Not only did the bullets pour down, but people also threw grenades into the building.

Boom...

This was the first time that the gunshots were mixed with explosions after nearly ten minutes of the battle.

Under this round of attack, two people on the underworld were shot and injured, and three people were killed by grenades.

Fortunately, at this critical moment, Huerlie appeared in time and continued to shoot with both hands. He walked around like a full-time ghost commander in the underworld who collected souls and then collected ten dead souls.

On the northeast side of Fengwen Island, thirty crusaders forced ten underworld soldiers into a newly repaired canal.

"Brothers, we have no way out."

"Then let's fight. We are members of the underworld, and we can't be afraid."

"It's worth it to take away the thirty members of the Crusades together."

The ten underworld members who were forced into the canal were all ready to die, with a look of dissatisfaction on their faces.

Boom!

At this moment, a grenade flew in from outside the canal and landed at the feet of a member of the underworld on the far left, and then exploded.

The huge explosion force splattered a wave of blood from the canal, and a large area of ​​smoke and dust rose from it.

"Damn it, Pi Jiapo was blown to pieces, I'll fight with them." An underworld soldier with blood on his face and injured in a calf roared and rushed out of the canal.

However, before the soldier could shoot, he was shot into a sieve by dense bullets.

Another member of the underworld died, no, to be precise, three people have died, because the grenade just now killed more than one person.

However, the death of this warrior exchanged precious time for the other seven underworld warriors.

Whoosh swish swish swish swish!

Four grenades flew out of the canal and exploded towards the crusaders who besieged them.

At the same time as the explosion sounded, seven members of the underworld rushed out.

Da, da da da da da da!

Seven fearless underworld members frantically shot against their opponents. They used the first move produced by the power of the grenade just now and instantly reaped more than a dozen lives.

However, after all, the opponent has an absolute advantage in terms of number of people, and his combat power is not inferior to the underworld.

After being beaten to a raid, seventeen or eighteen crusaders also launched a crazy counterattack.

Why are the gunshots on Fengwen Island so dense and terrifying? It is precisely because the soldiers on both sides are the top existences in the Western underground world, and they are all those who dare to fight to the death to defend their own side’s honor.

The fierce battle between the two sides can be said to have reached the point of exchanging life for life.

The gunshots in front of the canal ended in two minutes. A suburban soldier's eyes were red. He half-kneeled on the ground, holding the gun in his hands and giggled in a foolish way, "It's worth it, it's worth it, they are all dead. Ten of us took thirty people away. We didn't, we couldn't be embarrassed...face!"

After saying this last sentence, the underworld soldier could not support his body and fell to the ground with a plop.

War, this is the real war, cruel and ruthless. There is no eternal victory side, victory is also paved with blood and bones.

Such a tragic situation is constantly happening on the entire Fengwen Island. Although the underworld has a advantage in geographical location, the number of people on the other side is three times that of them, and it is easy to regain the opportunity.

Therefore, the soldiers in the underworld could only fight to the death, using almost suicide tactics to fight back to the greatest fruit of victory.

“Fata Oil!”

Fifteen minutes after the battle started, a roar of anger suddenly exploded in the jungle, "Longamoli was actually killed. It was the soul-catching commander, the soul-catching commander of the underworld horse-faced Huerlie! Damn, I want to kill the ugly ghost with a big horse-faced face."

The person who shouted this was Ding Langpu, the commander of the 7th Crusader, whose brown curly hair was about to stand up at this time.

"Hehe! Just shouting is useless. Now I'll send you to hell to accompany your companions."

At this moment, Huerlie's voice sounded from above Ding Langpu's head, and then the horse face jumped quickly from under the tree, and a big foot hung with a howling wind stomped on Ding Langpu's head.

"Fake, if you want to kill me, you have to wait until your next life." Ding Langpu yelled, and suddenly rushed forward, but he rushed backwards like a human-shaped spring, and his right leg kicked towards Huerlie's lower abdomen like an iron door bolt.

Huerlie landed at this time and raised his knee torture.

Bang!

He hit his knees and feet, making a dull sound, and then Hu Erlie couldn't help but retreat backwards, and Ding Langpu also ejected forward again.

However, just as he was taking three steps back, a big bald man suddenly appeared behind him.

"Hmph! I know that everyone in the underworld's soul-catching soul-sucking power is brilliant, and even each of them has unique skills. We have never underestimated our opponents." The big bald man sneered, and hugged his fists together, smashing them at Huerlie's back.

Damn!

Huerlie swears directly, and he suddenly turned around, crossed his arms and pushed upwards.

Bang!

The two strong men collided with each other, causing the trees around them to shake violently.

The two of them were about to part with each other and retreated at the same time.

But when he was care about Erlie's retreat, Ding Langpu rushed over again, "The ugly ghost with a big face, we are two on one, let's see if you are still alive!"

In Ding Langpu's hand, a big iron sword appeared at this time, and the sword light flashed behind Yuhuerlie's head with a sound.

Danger!

At this moment, Huerlie turned his head slightly, and a look of despair suddenly flashed in his eyes.
Chapter completed!